Kid Cudi - Did You Get It Lyrics
First name scottlast name mescudiI will say it now so you all can say it properlyeven for awhile lotta people stayed mocking methen I went g.o.o.d. cause of ye now they jocking meI have the same soundsame old firesame lion heartand I stayed smoking sourEvery single minute nowgotta say an hourI feel i am cross of john lennon and my fatherI remember when I finally left clevelandbeing cool, it wasn't the only reasonmy heart had urges, the feelingssomething special you could feel up in the eveningwhen the moons full and the drink is pouredand most of the real pretty girls are whoresnow I gotta say get the ***** outta hereI don't know youNo, you can't chill in herena na na nayeah yeah yeahnowdo you, do you, do youDo you get it, get itna na na nawhoa.. na nanowdo you, do you, do youDo you get it, get itmy last name mescudifirst name scottI was the kid you knew who liked to joke and clown a lotbut when I went home school work to the sideImma go and study how to finish up these rhymesmaybe hit a kidney and my family hit the grindbefore I feel I'll never ever find my own mindloosin my pops really *****ed me upat the time in my mind I thought my luck was upits mostly cause I never got to show what I dreamI guess its cause I never had the time to let it showbut now I got an op I'm bout to give to the publicI know he lookin downI know he gotta love itohio got a spokesmanthey wanna know if I really smokecome on famare you lookin at these black lips?All the time im flatlined stoned *****na na na nayea yea yeanowdo you, do you, do youDo you get it, get itna na na nawhoa.. na nanowdo you, do you, do youDo you get it (Yea), get itIm scott mescudinever let the sucker motha *****ers get the best of megoin back to Cleveland, dap and pound her is my favoritlyStand up niggawhen people hate on Cleveland I stand up niggaWOW in my A.P.C.Ay Ay get the best plain teeswhen I head to the grammys I might dress tackycause all the people care about is what I'm wearingin the bag it should be about the sweet *****in albumlets talk about the fact you want a sweet *****in albumsome talk shit makin videos and jokinnow your all fans of my shaft think I stroke emI told you, I was not playinfrom here on believe the words that I'm sayinbut know I won't lead you astrayjust take heed to the words that I sayna na na nayea yea yeanowdo you, do you, do youDo you get it, get itna na na nawhoa.. na nanowdo you, do you, do youDo you get it , get it
